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“Why do you two look so serious?” Rix slides onto the empty stool and cringes.
“You’re sitting down rather gingerly,” Hemi observes.
“I actually bruised my ass, and not for the reason you think,” she says before either of us can interject. “I was climbing on the counter to get something from the top shelf, and I literally fell, but I knocked one of those giant Post-It paper blocks on the floor in the process and landed on top of it. It really freaking hurt. Hurts. Still.”
“I told Hemi about the situation.” Keeping it to myself has been a pain in the ass anyway. Hemi is like a vault. Do I feel a little bad that Tally, Shilpa, and Dred don’t know the details? Yes, but I think less people knowing is better for the time being.
Rix’s eyes flare. “Did something else happen while we were away?”
“Something else? So things have happened?” Hemi is back on alert.
“I knew something was up. Spill the beans.” Rix makes a go-on motion.
I glance around to make sure no one is paying attention, then lean in and whisper, “We dry humped.”
Hemi and Rix’s brows both try to touch each other in the middle of their foreheads.
“I didn’t know it was possible for me to get off on a dry hump.” I swear the look on Hollis’s face tipped me over the edge. He seemed ready to eat me alive.
“I have no experience with this, but now I kind of want to try it,” Hemi admits.
Rix’s eyes light up. “What about Hollis? Did you leave him hanging?”
“I probably should have, shouldn’t I?”
“He deserves it after the whole date-sabotage nonsense and the kiss business.” Rix rolls her eyes.
“Kiss business?” Hemi asks, then raises a hand. “Don’t feel obligated to tell me. I totally understand if you don’t want to rehash everything.”
“It’s fine.” I give her a rundown with all the ups and downs.
“Oh, you totally should have left him hanging. I mean, dude needs to shit or get off the pot.” I appreciate Hemi’s annoyance on my behalf.
“While accurate, that phrase isn’t very visually appealing,” Rix observes.
Hemi’s eyes light up like she stumbled across a shoe sale. “I think we need to properly appreciate your badassery for a moment.”
“In what sense?” I ask.
“You made a professional hockey player come in his pants like a high school boy, while fully clothed. You’re a fucking queen.” Hemi smiles with pride.
“I was pretty shocked, to be honest.” I grin. “And as soon as it was over and I could walk, I left. I didn’t want to give him the chance to ruin my afterglow.”
“Yeah, you did.” Hemi high-fives me.
“Have you talked to him since? How long ago did this happen?” Rix asks.
“We haven’t talked, and it’s been two days.” Normally we meet up at the diner when my dad returns from an away series, but he arrived while I was in class, so he came to campus and we ate there. Without Hollis. “But he texted today.”
“What did he say?” Rix asks.
“That he had a doctor’s appointment so he couldn’t make the Pancake House.”
Hemi nods. “That’s true. Coach Vander Zee and Fielding were meeting with him after. It was on their calendar.”
“Yeah, my dad said as much. I sent him a good luck GIF.”
Hemi leans back in her chair, nodding. “Good on you for playing it cool. He has no control when it comes to you.”
